Title: the price of freedom (night 1)
Series: Schlock Mercenary
Contains: femslash, het, group
A terapedo appeared in Jevee Ceeta’s cell at 2100 hours exactly. It brought with it a blindfold and a pair of electronic earplugs. “Put these on”, it said. She tied the form-fitting blindfold to her eyes, and put the plugs in her ears. They modified the sound around her, giving it a sort of vibrato. Ceeta reached out and found the terapedo, which then left with her in tow.
Ceeta materialized in a room. It was probably still somewhere in the ship, and it had a bed in it. “Here she is”, said a female voice distorted by the earplugs. “What do you want to do?” “I don’t know. What do you want to do?” said a male voice. If Ceeta knew them, she couldn’t tell who they were.
“Alright”, said the woman’s voice, “We’ll start simple. Ceeta, strip.” Ceeta carefully, slightly unbalanced by the loss of sight and distorted hearing, removed the simple robe-like prisoner’s garment she wore. She started to remove her bra, when she felt a mouth on the waistband of her panties.
She blushed deeply. “I-” the woman’s voice cut her off from around her waist level. “Shhh. Just do what we tell you.” Ceeta blushed deeply, and carefully stepped out of her panties once the mouth had pulled them down to her feet.
Ceeta stood naked but for the earplugs, blindfold, and restraining collar, baring her purple skin to the invisible watchers. “Now lie down on the bed and spread your legs”, said the female voice, “and you enter her.” “Alright… I guess that is the simple way to start”, said the male voice.
Ceeta lay down on the bed, mouth dry, and pulled her legs apart, baring the moist, darker purple skin that lay between. She strained her lower muscles to pull herself open further, and lifted her knees to either side of her breasts, baring her insides to the room, gaping, she could feel cool air inside her where normally it was body temperature. The man mounted her and entered.
Tagon’s penis thrust into Ceeta’s depths, pushing her open and then the suction pulling her closed. Ceeta lay there and stared at the blackness where the ceiling should be. “Are you getting off on this?” he asked. Breya responded, “Yes, actually. It’s not just the sex, it’s seeing how totally humiliated she obviously feels. It gets me all wet inside.”
Ceeta tried to force her face back into its impassive glare, but failed- a tiny sound came from her, a short “pfut” of air. Ceeta’s attempt at a glare collapsed, and her breasts and face turned a deeper color in embarrassment. “Oh, this is good”, said the woman’s voice. “That look on her face is priceless.” Tiny noises continued to issue from Ceeta, and she spread her legs even further apart, trying to get them to stop. In her embarrassment, her muscles clamped down on Tagon’s cock, negating any effect that the extra spread might have had.
“I have got to get in on this”, said Breya with glee. “Open wide!” And she lowered herself onto Ceeta’s mouth. All of a sudden, Ceeta’s face was smothered with another woman. Her mouth was pressed to another woman’s lips, another woman’s cheeks pressed down on her forehead.
“Come on”, Breya said, spreading herself wider against Ceeta’s face, “you know what to do.” Ceeta clamped down on her mind, tried not to think about what she was doing, and hesitantly began to lick at the pussy on her mouth. “I am so fucking turned on right now“, Breya said, face set in what looked like tense determination. “Fuck her! Fuck her!” She kissed Tagon over Ceeta’s body, fondling herself and moaning. “Fuck her good! Oh, god, fuck her!”
Ceeta wriggled under Tagon’s energetic thrusting. “Oh, god”, Breya moaned, leaning down to Ceeta’s pussy, “I love those cute little noises she makes when you fuck her! She looks so embarrassed…” Breya kissed Tagon again and started pinching Ceeta’s clit.
Ceeta writhed, trying to escape and grind herself against the people fucking her at the same time. She had come to understand the phrases “eating someone out” and “pie”. It was rather like sticking her face into a pastry and eating it from the inside out with her tongue. Wetness was already beginning to run down her breasts, and her mouth was full of the woman’s ecstatic secretions.
“Yes!” she moaned, “Lick it, you little slut! Oh god, I am so turned on right now!” Breya shifted her position on Ceeta’s face, moving her anus over the willingly lapping tongue, then turned around to give it better access to her pussy. Ceeta continued to lap at the woman on top of her. All that was expected of her was that she keep licking and get fucked.
The dick was rubbing against her clit when it thrust- it felt raw, but so good… Breya moaned impatiently. She humped Ceeta’s face, not trying to allow access to the tongue anymore, she just humped her face. Breya got a perverse feeling of satisfaction from this, grinding her pussy into the face of the woman who would have sold her to the UNS, drowning her purple face in her own girlcum.
Ceeta’s face was covered in pussy, smothering in it. Her mouth ran over with woman, running down her neck and drenching the bed. She swallowed it, to get a chance to breathe, but her entire face was covered in it and her mouth began to fill again very quickly. Breya moaned. “Cumming- open wide-” she pushed her pussy over Ceeta’s mouth, as if they were kissing, and came. Ceeta struggled, drowning in cum, she drank it down as it poured into her mouth. She hardly noticed now… She was getting close herself… Breya lifted herself off of Ceeta’s face and kissed Tagon. “Tagon…” she whispered, “fuck me…”
Suddenly Ceeta felt the man pull out of her. “Wh-” she almost said, but the woman cut her off by sticking a breast in her mouth. Breya humped Ceeta slightly as she sucked on Breya’s nipple, waiting for Tagon to enter her. Ceeta sucked on the woman’s round breast, still brooding slightly about her own missed release. She felt the man begin humping the woman on top of her, and heard their passionate moans. The woman’s knee was moving slightly against her… A little more…
Breya felt Ceeta moving beneath her, trying to press herself into Breya’s knee. She thought about moving it out of the way, denying her enemy further, but decided that the thought of Ceeta cumming at her hand turned her on more. Breya ground her knee against Ceeta’s wetness and squeezed her breasts, pleased by Ceeta’s eager movements beneath her. Tagon was pulled her hair as he moved in and out of her… normally she would have objected, but she was already feeling dirty tonight… that last orgasm had come more readily than any she could remember.
Ceeta arched her back beneath her and came against her knee. “Good girl…” Breya moaned as Tagon fucked her… “Good girl…” Already she was there again… she quickly pulled off of Tagon’s dick and squirted onto Ceeta again. “Sit up!” she said, “and open wide!” she grasped Tagon’s shaft and pulled on it quickly, jerking him off into Ceeta’s eager, receiving mouth. “Clean him off…” Breya gasped, already feeling close yet again as Ceeta wrapped her mouth around Tagon’s cock and sucked out whatever cum was left in it. “Now me…”
Ceeta lapped whatever fluids still lingered in Breya’s pussy, almost bringing her to her third orgasm of the night… but not quite. With an angry moan, Breya shoved Ceeta’s face into herself, letting out her final, explosive orgasm. She had Ceeta clean her out again, and sent her back to her cell tired, and scented with feminine ecstasy.